you are not your own

14 Jan

Dad grabbed me by the waist and set me up on his shop bench. It was about the most serious I can remember him being. He wanted some information from me, and I wasn’t being too cooperative with the answer.

The issue started a few weeks earlier when a third grade classmate gave me my first street information about sex. I should have known better, maybe, than to pass the information on to younger ones in my family. (They didn’t need to know; and–this is bad–they would not keep it to themselves.) How the word got to Dad doesn’t matter. He just wanted to know if the information had come from me, and he wanted to know what the information was.

I guess his manner scared me. I was pretty sure I was in for a good paddling on the bottom. Dad saw through me, and in his wisdom assured me I would not get the spanking I feared if I would only tell the truth. So I told him, and we had that father-son conversation he probably hoped could have waited a few more years.

That was my introduction, I suppose, to what Stephen Arterburn and Fred Stoeker call “every man’s battle” (Colorado Springs, CO: WaterBrook Press, 2000). It does no one any good to deny that we men are engaged in a battle against the passions of our flesh. The enemy knows it and takes no breaks in the myriad of temptations he hurls at us, flaming darts and arrows intended to pull us from our relationship with God through Jesus Christ.

God knows it, too. So He offers us reminders in His Word of why it is that we must look away, that we must flee the devil who prowls like a lion waiting to destroy. In one of Pastor Paul’s letters to the Corinthian Christians, God reminds us whose we are with this question and these directions: ‘Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit within you, whom you have from God? You are not your own, for you were bought with a price. So glorify God in your body.’

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